[video] Leslie Knope: Socio-Linguistic Coordinator

[lesliemonster]

Hello, everyone. This is Leslie Knope.

[Sounding much more energized than her last audio! And this one is a full on video. She's sitting behind her trusty desk, hair neatly coiffed, suit jacket lint flee. To her side: a stack of idea binders!]

We've got a few exciting things coming up. Keep an eye out for the next book club meeting: we will be reading The Great Gatsby, a book that should ring especially true to life considering the most recent breach. Get your copies now!

But today, I'm contacting you to gauge interest in an upcoming event, inspired by Ms. Romanoff's call for linguists. If we were to host a barge-wide language exchange, who among you would be willing to offer to share their own language skills? It's a unique -- literally, a once-in-a-universe opportunity -- to broaden our cross cultural understanding and get to know one another just a little better.

Comments

[lesliemonster]

Yeah, but you're pretty.

[She takes another bite, chewing longer than is necessary.]

Any reaction, huh?

[surfaceshine]

Damn straight.

[Dean spends the interim eying the plate and wondering if he could conceivably get away with licking it clean. Then, he glances over and raises an eyebrow at her.]

Yeah, that's the way I'd go. Mind you, if anything catches on fire or explodes, I'm playing dumb.

[lesliemonster]

I'll keep that in mind.

[This sucks. Leslie is going to go ahead and groan like a six year old faking a sore throat frustrated but ultimately responsible adult.]

The worst that happens is he request a new warden, I guess. And the worst wardens are already paired up.

[For once, she is not talking about Jesse! Progress!]

[surfaceshine]

[Time to get this wagon back on the trail.

Dean pulls a suitably over the top offended face.]

Dude, I'm right here. I can hear you.